Before he can get one of the boots on you are onto him, ripping his throat out and gorging on his flesh.
As you sit by the side of the road, you lik the last bit of meat off his thighbone and pat your belly. "You should have put them when you first had them." you say to your stomach "You'ld have transformed instantly, like me and could have stood a chance!"
Drawing your attention to the magic boots lying in the road, you lift up your paw, rub the sole and wriggle your toes. Your feet, despite being padded and fured, aren't quite used to being bare. You're not sure if the boots will transform you as you're already a wolf for life, but it'll be nice to protect your paws while you get used to your new body.
The only thing is, will they fit your big feet?